Post by StoryGirl83 on Jul 29, 2009 19:34:17 GMT -5
Chapter Six – Testing Qualms
Piper Halliwell had been to San Francisco Memorial every day for almost a week visiting her son. Usually she was with her husband, Leo Wyatt. It was a new and very unwelcome experience to have a child in the hospital. Growing up, their boys had gotten into scrapes like any other child, but never anything warranting a hospital stay. Piper had her own reasons for avoiding hospitals and half of them involved the very dead uncle of the very alive doctor who had cornered her once more.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Halliwell,” Dr. Curtis Williamson Darrin said, standing in her way, “but there has been a new development in your son’s case and we are going to have to run some tests. You can talk to him for a few minutes, but then everyone must leave.”
“What happened?” Piper asked, half terrified.
Dr. Darrin must have seen the look in her eyes, because he was quick to assure her. “Nothing bad. No, this is actually good. Your son has gained some feeling in his legs. We are hoping that this is only a sign of what’s to come. Nerves don’t normally grow back, so if that’s what is happening your son is very lucky in deed. We’ll have to . . .”
“No tests,” Piper stopped him.
Dr. Darrin frowned. “Why? We need to find out what the extent of this recovery is.”
“Fine. Do what is needed to get my son the care he needs, but I will not let you make him a guinea pig.” And I won’t let you turn out like your uncle. I won’t. And he was so much like his uncle, that if he made it his quest to see what was allowing Wyatt to heal, he might just end up like his uncle. Dead. And that she would not allow.
His frown remained as he considered her. “I will take that under advisement, but any decisions will have to be your son’s. He’s an adult and fully conscious.”
“He will tell you exactly what I am,” she informed him. “No tests beyond what is needed for his care.”
“Why don’t I let you go see your son before we get those tests started? I won’t do anything without your son’s consent unless it is needed.”
Piper nodded. “Thank you.”
“What did he want?” Leo asked as he came up behind her.
She looked back at him. “That bad finding a parking spot?”
Leo nodded. “Is everything all right with Wyatt?”
“Quite all right,” she agreed. “He’s miraculously started regrowing nerves or something like that.”
Leo’s eyes widened. “That’s not normal.”
“Nope.” Piper shook her head. “Still I’m glad. And if this is natural. . .”
“That’s unlikely.”
“But if it is.”
“If it is or if it isn’t, I will be glad if he walks, again,” Leo commented.
And when it came down to it, that was the most important thing to Piper, too. Except making sure that this did not become the downfall of another man who only wanted to do good and help people.